Are you ready to blow your stack from these foggy days when the air is so heavy you could cut it with a knife? I am.This is my second stab at writing this column. The first was so downcast I scrapped it. I don’t like to saddle my readers with my moods. So what do I write about?I look for the good that is all around me. All I see is gray sky. I’ll look further. Well, I talked to one of my daughters this morning, and her voice was cheerful. That was lifting to...